[ this isn't real, surely. though if it isn't, why is it so difficult to believe that?
he chokes down a rasping laugh, staring down at his ruined hand, the scars that mar the back of it, that disappear into his sleeve, that litter his entire body. he can't count them. they mar his skin in layers, mark upon mark upon mark, twisted whorls of flesh that were broken open so many times they never healed. ]
--Did you know? When you named me. [ he shuts his eyes, slumping back against the wall. ] .. Is it truly you..?
no subject
he chokes down a rasping laugh, staring down at his ruined hand, the scars that mar the back of it, that disappear into his sleeve, that litter his entire body. he can't count them. they mar his skin in layers, mark upon mark upon mark, twisted whorls of flesh that were broken open so many times they never healed. ]
--Did you know? When you named me. [ he shuts his eyes, slumping back against the wall. ] .. Is it truly you..?